Only a Dream Left in This World

Summary

When I went to pick Diana Grant up, she just tossed the car keys toward me.

Dangling from the silver ring was a plush white bear pendant. I paused, knowing that she had never kept a keychain or a decorative charm on her keys.

Once I slid into the driver's seat, the entire alignment felt off. The seat had clearly been adjusted.

"Did you let someone else drive your car?" I asked, keeping my voice casual.

Dazed from the alcohol, she offered a dismissive shrug. "Yeah. I lent it to an employee for a quick business trip."

I didn't press further.